Romance: Alien Romance: Having The Kings Baby (A Paranormal Science Fiction Shifter Romance ) (Sci-fi Alien Invasion Abduction Romance)

by Riley Forrest

  “Now do you see why I keep you like this? The state of my new slave reflects on me as well, and I’d like to see you happy regardless.” Milan said before turning and walking away.

  “Enjoy.” He said with a chuckle in his voice as he closed the door, locking her in again. Lily stood there stunned for a moment before deciding to run a much needed bath and relax. Maybe it’ll all make sense after some rest. She thought. Everything has been happening so fast.

  Chapter Four

  Milan didn’t come to visit Lily for the rest of the day, but she was surprised when he had food delivered for her that night and that morning. Since she had been taken, actually being fed real food was not something that had been of priority for anyone. The food was better than she’d have had at home, and Lily ached to share the luxury with her family. Luxury? She thought, and it was almost laughable. She was finding luxury in the things that slavery brought her, and it wasn’t something she’d ever thought she’d be able to say.

  Sleep had not come easy that night, but she had slept hard when it came which was something that Lily was thankful for. It was late in that afternoon by the time that Milan came to call on her again. There was a knock on her door, startling her again. She didn’t bother to say come in. there was no reason for it, and the idea even bewildered her.

  The door opened slowly, showing that it was just Milan there. He came in quickly, shutting the door behind him. Lily noted that he did not lock it, but the idea that she could get past this alien king to freedom was laughable. She frowned, trying not to think about it for too long. Milan looked at her, quirking his head. He had his silver hair in a ponytail, and his eyes had more nuclear green in them today than they had yesterday.

  “I hope that you slept well, Lily.” He said, and she nodded.

  She forgot how fast they could move and Milan could move faster than she had seen others of his race. He was on her before she could finish blinking. Lily found herself pressed to the bed, and she went to struggle. Milan quickly captured both wrists, pushing them up and above her head.

  “What…” Lily started to protest, but Milan’s mouth was on hers. He kissed her savagely and deeply, electing a shudder from her, but she couldn’t help to kiss him back. She could feel his fangs graze her tongue, and Milan seemed feral in that moment, making her moan a little. His eyes widened in surprise before narrowing again, and he deepened the kiss, nipping her bottom lip and pulling a drop of blood from the surface.

  “Because I can.” He growled deep and low. Milan looked at her, and she felt dizzy before she closed her eyes. His hand was on her breasts, making her arch up to greet him. Lily was surprised at her own reaction, but there was no stopping it now. She squirmed beneath him, and then was spreading her legs, forcing the nightgown that she had slept in up and around her hips. She could feel that he was hard underneath his pants, and she had never let herself think if their races were compatible in every way. She had heard they were large, and by the bulge in his pants straining to get out, she was sure that it was true. He throbbed against her, and she let out a small squeak which surprised Milan. Milan through his head back to laugh.

  “You want me. I didn’t expect that so soon.” He said.

  “Does it matter if I want you?” She asked genuinely curious. Lily couldn’t think that anything could phase this man. This man that so coldly picked her up and bought her. She had started to suspect that maybe she was picked for a reason because she knew she was picked too quickly. Lily tried to suppress a shudder.

  “I’d like you to want me.” Milan said with a rough voice. There was an emotion in it that she couldn’t understand. She watched as the nuclear green cooled in his eyes, starting to show signs of a startling blue. He was still hard, but he wasn’t holding her as tightly.

  “You leave me confused.” She said, almost too soft for him to hear. She was happy when Milan said nothing. Lily could only hope that he would break the silence, but she never expected what Milan would say next.

  “Call me Master again.” He said, and a blush settled over her cheeks, but Lily knew that there was no reason to fight. There was no way to fight. She reminded herself. She didn’t want to see Milan angry. She wanted to see him as more human though. If I have to life with him, it’s the best thing. She told herself.

  “Master.” She said just as softly, and he groaned pushing off of her.

  “You are mine to take, and yet you undo me.” He said. “I was not planning to tell you what I had taken you for, and yet those eyes are so trusting. You’re so soft.” He said, stroking her cheek with the back of his hand gently.

  Lily sat up completely startled. She didn’t even bother to arrange her nightgown which was still around her hips. She looked at Milan with wide eyes, trying to discern what he just said. She had hoped that there was nothing more than just wanting a slave as the reason for why she was taken, and yet here he was telling her that her greatest fear was to be recognized. That he had something in store for her, and panic started to seize her before she could push it down. That blue was replacing the green as Milan sighed at her, recognizing her panic.

  “Hmm. You had suspected as such. That’s another reason it hurts to lie to you. I thought I’d be doing you a mercy by not telling you. That it would make it easier to accept in the long run, but you are not like others.” He rambled before laughing. It was a light laugh. “If you were, I would not have chosen you.” He said, nodding to himself. Lily desperately wanted to ask him what he meant, but she was unable to find her voice. Uncertainty was freezing her.

  “Hmm.” He said, turning her to kiss him again, and she kissed him back. She put what she could into that kiss, showing him that she may be owned but that she still had fight in her. He seemed to like that, savoring the way her lips moved against his in an almost taunting fashion.

  “Do you want to know?” He asked, whispering in hear ear with a voice like honey. She shivered. It caused goosebumps to pop up on her flesh.

  “Yes. I want to know.” She said, but her voice cracked. His eyes narrowed, and Lily had to worry for a moment that he would not tell her despite telling him his answer.

  “I’m not sure you do, Lily. There are some things you can’t UN-know. There are some things that stick with you, echoing in you as they become all consuming. Are you sure that you want to know? You’ll find out eventually, but there are some things that are better left unsaid or they will eat at you.” He told her, but Lily looked at him, waiting.

  She knew what she wanted, and if she was stuck here for the rest of her life, she at least wanted the answers she felt she deserved. She could only hope that they wouldn’t cause more fear than she was already experiencing. Milan took a moment to measure up how determined she seemed to be, and he must have seen what he was looking for because he decided to continue after all.

  “Fine, but it may be easier if you are uninformed. It is often easier for humans to accept when they feel without a doubt they had no way of stopping it.” He said, keeping his tone even. “You don’t really have a way to stop it though. You should understand that. It will make it easier.” He said, and Lily couldn’t find her voice so she just gave him a small, tight nod.

  Chapter Five

  “You will provide me with an heir.” Milan said, making sure that she was looking at him.

  He was judging her response, and the idea of a child was something that Lily wanted. It must have shown on her face, but then horror started to set in. she had wanted to have a child with someone she loved. She had wanted a child with someone that loved her back. She had wanted a child that she could raise and hold, but this was different. So many questions zoomed through her head, and nausea rose up inside of her as she tried to sort through everything that was zooming through her head.

  “It bothers you.” He said. “Hmm. Most humans talk over warm beverages, yes?” He said, and Lily nodded. “Then I will go do that and be back. Think of your questions. I see no reason not to allow you them.” He said, glancing over her before
leaving the room. It seemed like he was back too quickly, holding a tray himself.

  “Why don’t you have servants around you?” She asked. “If you’re king, you don’t act like one. You aren’t seemingly pampered.” She quipped, causing him to be taken by surprise and laugh.

  “Well, I like being able to actually take care of myself. I feel it makes my people see me as a stronger leader.” He said, and Lily tossed that new piece of information around in her head. Lily took the coffee that was offered to her.

  “Do you understand that you cannot stop this?” Milan asked, looking at Lily. She nodded at him, but she wanted to protest. She just knew there was no point. He was right if she wanted him to be or not.

  “Then ask your questions if it helps you, Lily.” Milan said almost softly, surprising her.

  “Will I see the child?” She blurted out. She hadn’t intended it to be her first question, but it seemed to be the one weighing the heaviest on her mind. Milan gave her a look, pursing his lips. Panic rose up in her until he started talking.

  “Yes. I don’t see why not. They will be your child too. You are the mother.” He said, and Lily relaxed visibly. “I’ve chosen you as a mate, not just a breeder.” He added.

  “Will the child be hurt?” She asked, and he ran his fingers through his silver hair. His eyes were turning a dark, murky brown with flecks of gold. He rolled his eyes at her for a moment, which was a much more human expression than she thought that he’d be capable of at the moment. She gave him an odd look, daring him not to answer. Luckily, Milan didn’t plan to see who could push what.

  “No, not necessarily. Punished and disciplined if necessary. Just as I was as a kid.” He told her, and Lily gave him an odd look. He’s acting as if this is just us raising a child. She thought to herself, trying not to be too hopeful, but each time he answered a question, she did feel a little better.

  “I see.” Lily said, trying to process everything that she was thinking.

  “What about me?” She asked.

  “You’ll be taken care of.” He quipped back.

  “Why?” Lily shot at him.

  “Because your pregnancy needs to go smoothly. I don’t want you hurt, and I don’t want my child hurt. You’re beautiful, and I like you. I chose you. I find you interesting.” He said, looking at her with an intense gaze that had her listening enraptured.

  “I plan to keep you around for a long time. I plan to keep you well fed, well clothed, and relatively happy. I plan to keep you as mien, and you are mine. That is something that you need to understand, Lily. It is never going to change. I own you. I own your body, and one day I will own your heart.” He said with such confidence that Lily was left speechless.

  She just looked at him, seemingly dumbstruck. My heart? It echoed in her head as a question, but it was one she couldn’t answer. Can I love an alien? Can he love me? She pushed the thoughts away as quickly as they came. She knew that right now, she had no place for them in her head. Lily was still staring at him when Milan decided it was time to push the conversation forward. It was obvious that he may be a gentle man for the most part, but he was not a patient one.

  “Do you have any more questions?” Milan asked him, and Lily paused, thinking deeply before shaking her head. Her mind wandered to her own family. Milan obviously could see that something was bothering her, and he turned her face towards his, meeting her eyes.

  “What is it then?” He said, frustration leaking from his voice clearer than she had expected. “I told you the child will be treated like a child. Isn’t that what you want?” He asked.

  “I was just thinking of my own family.” Lily said softly. Milan looked at her, shocked before stilling. Silence stretched between them, and he pulled her closer to him. She leaned on him despite everything telling her not to.

  “Why me?” She finally asked, but Milan said nothing. It wasn’t about the child, and so it seemed to Lily that he was not going to answer. He kissed her again, but it was softer.

  “As much as I do not want to leave you, I have business to attend to.” He told her. Lily looked at him, shocked. There was a part of her that had expected him to take her right then and there, forcing her to get pregnant.

  “Okay.” She said slowly.

  “You need time to process anyways.” Milan continued.

  Once again, he didn’t stay to see if she’d reply. He got up quietly, exiting the room and leaving her to her thoughts. Lily heard the familiar click of the lock, but she knew that he would lock her in right away. Lily accepted that there was nothing that she’d be able to do that would stop what was happening.

  It was not easy for her, but she finished her drink and laid back on the bed, letting her thoughts wash over her. She wasn’t surprised that she was starting to accept what her purpose here was. What surprised Lily was the wet spot growing in her panties at the idea of being bred. She hoped that sleep would diminish the odd feeling.

  Chapter Six

  Sleep had not done what Lily had hoped. She had hoped that everything would get better, and she’d start to feel the clear disgust that she should have felt in this situation. Captured, enslaved, and soon to be impregnated. It was a thought that Lily had a hard time wrapping her head around, and yet she had dreamed only of the acts that would lead up to it. She had bit her bottom lip in her sleep, moaning as she had experienced her dreams. Even now, after a long bath and the breakfast that was waiting for her upon waking, she didn’t feel better.

  She felt as if everything was making her shake and shiver with need. The day was long, and it was lonely. She had a few books brought to her with the lunch, but once again the person bringing her lunch had slipped in and out of the room unnoticed while she went over the gowns in the closet. She had explored that there was also makeup, shoes, and jewelry, and her heart had ached to try them on. Why don’t I? It doesn’t seem like I’ll be leaving any time soon. Lily thought to herself, trying to wrap her head around the wild idea.

  When Milan walked in later that evening, she gasped at his dark attire. It was a dark black suit, draped in a single black robe. It was both a mix of a human male’s attire and their own attire, and it was striking on him. It fit his figure but shadowed him as well, showing more than ever how otherworldly a creature he was. His dark skin seemed even darker than usual. His fangs gleamed more in comparison with the rest of his sharpened teeth. His eyes were a color that she had rarely seen in them. They were a violet with burning red like a fire.

  Lily didn’t know what it meant, but even as she watched she saw the fire erupt in his eyes by the ways of oranges and reds starting at the center and mixing with the violet. She couldn’t help but to stand transfixed just as Milan seemed transfixed with her. She had never imagined he’d come looking like that, and he had never imagined to see her in one of those gowns voluntarily so soon. She was in a robe that was similar to that of a Geisha which she read about growing up. It was of a dark emerald color, showcasing her skin even better.

  Her breathing picked up as he looked at her. Milan didn’t have to say anything. He could smell how wet she was, and he wasn’t going to interrupt this with questions. He had hoped his attire would help her, but it seemed that Lily was ready for him just thinking about it. He had her in his arms before she could blink. Lily’s breasts were pressed against his, jutting out with the way his hands were forcing her to arch on tip toes. He looked at her, capturing her jaw in his other hand so that she had no choice but to hold his gaze.

  His lips were on hers, harsh and devouring and electing every moan that he could from her from that kiss as his tongue explored the inside of her mouth. She couldn’t help but to blush, thinking about what that tongue had done to her in her dreams the night before. Milan’s eyes narrowed at her reaction before a soft smirk turned up the corner of his lips. Lily moaned hearing the guttural growl that escaped his throat.

  “What’s wrong?” She asked, worried that she had upset him. Fear danced with anticipation inside of her, causing a shiver to run
up her spine.

  “You look beautiful.” He whispered in her ear. “But it’s a pity I’m about to rip that dress off of you and destroy it.” Milan continued.

  She gasped again, but sure enough he did. His sharp nails ripped through it right down the middle, and before she could even register that she had not bothered to put on any undergarments underneath, he had pushed her back to the bed, allowing her to fall legs sprawled open. She could see his large bulge as her eyes raked down to his pants, which he was quickly unbuckling. Milan inhaled sharply, savoring that she was ready for him as he got to the edge of the bed, pulling her closer so that one of her legs was up over his shoulder and the other was resting on the edge of the bed.

  She got the first view of Milan’s hard, throbbing cock before it pushed into it. It was as dark as he was, almost a pitch black, and just as she had expected it was much larger than she thought she could handle. She closed her eyes, but the picture of every bump on the seemingly slick, hard skin made her shiver. Milan started to enter her, pushing his hips back and forth gently as she moaned before he continued to push. She cried out in pain, and she noticed that he twitched inside her but stopped pushing either way.

  “Relax.” Milan ordered, and she looked at him with wide eyes, trying to relax as he continued to work himself inside of her, filling every inch of her and seeming to still stretch her more.

  Lily gasped thinking that she wouldn’t be able to endure it. Her leg wrapped around his hip, pulling him closer as he started to pull back out of her. His thrusts were short and shallow as she adjust around him. Milan could feel her tight, wet pussy wrapped around him, and he groaned. He could understand why his people were taking this warm, wet women. They were tighter than his own, and the way she gripped his cock drove him to fuck her harder to which Lily only arched her back, moaning.

  It was as if she was incapable of making words with the way that he was taking her, using her for his own pleasure. As she arched, her breasts bounced, nipples hard and inviting. Milan couldn’t help but to reach out to twist one nipple, mixing pain with the pleasure that she was feeling. He then tweaked the other. His nails dug in, barely able to keep from drawing blood as he fucked into her harder, faster. He wasn’t sure how long he would last if she kept squeezing him like that.